Some bad habits
are etched into us.
I drank Havana Club
'tres años' to ring 20β2 in,
Surrounded by a few friends
(and honored to call them such),
I worry sometimes they're too good
for me. I am torn by my history, in 20ζ2
I am between selves.
I reach for you, because
I miss that rueful innocence
we had, when our only concern
was so venturous.